Back on the road again, finally! Four months between trips in the Airstream is way too long, but sometimes that’s how life is.
I almost named this post The Revolving Door in Hurricane. All week we had friends coming and going. It’s a good thing I’m social 🙄. First our South African friends, Mike and Nats, arrived the day we did and stayed two nights. Marlene and her family rolled into town at the crack of dawn on Tuesday. They Airbnb’d it in town and left on Friday. Ed from my Thursday night ride group was in town with his wife and was able to squeeze in a ride. The Noltes got here on Wednesday evening and are caravaning with us in their van to Moab.
We did all the usual rides: Church Rocks, JEM trail, Gooseberry Mesa, Wire Mesa, Little Creek Mesa, and Barrel Roll in St. George.
The town is called Hurricane for a reason. The afternoon winds were too much at times. Gusts of 35 to 40 mph started to grate on us. This stop was probably one day too long.
I’m sad to report, the Dixie Pizza Wagon that’ve I’ve raved about in many blog posts has had a change of ownership. I have no ill will towards the new owners. I hope they have success. It’s just not the same vibe anymore. One could say the charm is gone.
And now reason 1,238 to get off the couch and get outside!!
And we got a video of the Gila Monster!



















